Me: Oh, hello there! You're still reading this? Thanks! Sorry for not updating sooner... But I had some 'business' to attend to with Myrnin's vampire bunny slippers!

Myrnin: … what did you do to my slippers? *eyes go crimson*

Me: I- uh, no, Oliver (!) burnt your slippers! Honest... I saw him do it.

Oliver: I did not... She lies, Myrnin. I'm not even in the story yet! How do you think that makes me feel! You can't have a Morganville Vampires' story without Oliver...

Me: *rolls eyes* Oliver, if you had waited, I was going to add you in this chapter but... It depends how I feel now... OOoohh, guys, who do you think interrupted them? Who do you think bit Claire… Even I don't know and I write the story! I go with the flow, ya know? Hmm… let me think, now. I need to think of who will interrupt them… Shane? Florian? Nah… lets stir things up!
Oliver: Remember, boring ol' Jessica doesn't own any of these MV characters (except for some)

They all belong to the Goddess, Rachel Caine! Hmm… I need a plan to take over Morganville, but that damned Amelie…

Amelie: Yes?

Oliver: Uh, nothing…

Amelie: That's what I thought….

Anyway, on the Hogwarts Express (through Platform 9 ¾) to the story! Choo, choo!

Chapter Three

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Claire's Point Of View

Previously…

never forgive myself but do you forgive me?" I lent upwards and kissed him. He kissed back with all the love he could muster, and my arms soon flung upwards to his neck, holding on as if nothing else mattered in the world… I was with the man I loved, and he loved me back!

"What the hell is going on here?" I heard a cold voice demand behind us.

Now…

I glanced upwards and towards the, ah, intruder. My eyes widened when I noticed who it was…

"Dad?" I asked weakly, "I thought you were dead! They all told me – they all said that you and Myr… that you and Myr were burnt alive!" I burst out into tears, remembering that dreadful night when I was told…

*Flashback!*

"Clarissa, it's me. Oliver…*Wait, are you seriously making me the bad guy in this story, Jess! I thought that we had an agreement! Jeeze, your worse than Amelie… oh, I know what you're going to do! I hope it's good….* We have some, some bad news. I- Your fathers and Myrnins body… they were found… dead. They were burnt alive, by Amelie… I'm- I'm very sorry…" He said and looked up towards me.

"What?" I asked weakly, my voice distraught… "But he promised me, Oliver! He said he'd find me, that- oh god, what do I do?" I felt my knees buckle beneath me and was caught in Oliver's arms.

*guys! Did you ever wonder what made Oliver so… evil? Did you just assume that it was his nature..? What if it was because a certain Clarissa broke his heart…?*

He looked into my eyes, and I saw a new emotion in them I never thought I'd see again… love.

He lent in towards me and kissed me, setting fireworks off in my body. God, he was a good kisser… but wait. No! Myrnin…

"Oliver, I- I can't do this right now. I'm so sorry, but I'll never be the person you deserve… Look at me! For gosh sake, If it weren't for me I'm sure Myrnin and Father would be alive right now! You- you deserve someone better than me… I- you… we… Oh god, I- im such a wreck… Oliver, you deserve so much better…"

*Jessica… did you seriously make me in love with Claire… you… you did, didn't you! I'm Oliver Cromwell! Not some love sick puppy! Now everyone is going to pity me... I will destroy you!*

*flashback over!*

"Sweety, we never died… What. Are. You. Doing. With. Myrnin... He's a vampire… you hunt vampires!" He said, striding closer to me but I just backed away. I looked up to Myrnin and saw the hurt in his eyes. I didn't tell him… Damn.

"Dad, get away… Please. You already got one of your 'cronies' to kill me! You say that you're my father but… no! You want me dead! You know what, 'dad', I already tried… what you 'died' I was distraught! Just… just leave me alone!" I screamed. Now no longer afraid someone would find out who or what I am, I ran faster than any vampire could. When I finally stopped I somehow ended in Common Grounds… to see a curious Oliver looking up at me… Then his eyes widened, and he whispered, "Clarissa? Is that… is that you?" I nodded, and he hugged my tightly.

"We all thought you were dead… I always knew… I knew you were alive!"

"Oli, I don't know what to do!" I said, bursting into tears again. He looked at me with concern, picked me up, and placed me down into his chair.